Young kingdoms, young kingdoms
Prepare the crimson war
Young kingdoms, young kingdoms
Command the righteous law

The fall of Melnibone
Imrryr towest in the quiet night sleep
At the northeast part of the turquoise Boiling Sea
Cold wind scream over finest gargoyles high, carrying sings in the dawn that frightens sky

Golden troops may compare a rising storm and the entire will is on tarkan, Dyvim's core
Purple towns are attacking from the shore, outer walls and the labyrinth unknown